The Bearfield Baby Heist (BBW Bear Shifter Romance)

Author:Jacqueline Sweet [Sweet, Jacqueline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Guilty Treasures Press
Published: 2016-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Driving down the highway with a giant bear in the back of your Jeep is a great way to attract attention. Even with Michael wrapped in a tarp with just his big snuffling nose sticking out, they were a spectacle. Cars honked at them. Sped up and past to get a better look at whatever they assumed Michael was. A cow? A trick? Some Burning Man art thing gone weird? Who could guess what they thought? All Matt knew was that he wished they’d back off a bit. It was hard enough driving with a one-ton bear butt dragging them down, add in the gawkers and honkers and countless swerving cars and it was a recipe for disaster.

“We’ll get her back,” Allison said.

Matt nodded.

“I mean it. I have a good feeling about this. The two of you are destined for each other. Just like me and Michael. There’s no power in the universe that can stop that.” She smiled at Matt and patted his arm reassuringly.

In the back seat, Joannie the midwife woke up groggy and confused. “You don’t know the old stories, girl. From the bad times. There’s a lot of bears out there who lost their mates during the Skins War, during the Night of Fangs, or even just from a thousand mortal conflicts that spilled over us in waves.” Joannie coughed and blinked out the window. “Destiny does her part, but you need to work for it.”

Michael sniffed the air and barked, pointing with his nose north, down the highway.

“Joannie, I’m real glad you’re here to lend us your medical expertise, but keep that dark talk away for now,” Matt said. “My thoughts are dark enough right now to split the earth in two and if you go on about those savage days before Bearfield, before we found a homeland, I’m going to wreck this Jeep.” Matt tightened his grip on the steering wheel and squinted into the sun. He had the pedal almost to the floor and the Jeep was complaining. He just hoped they got to Mina before the transmission gave out or the suspension buckled, or before Michael sneezed too hard and flipped them over.

“Okay, no dark thoughts,” Allison said brightly. “Did I tell you that I invented a new cocktail for the Growler?” The Growler was Allison’s roadhouse. It served the best food and the stiffest drinks in town. “It’s a bourbon-based drink with honey-infused orange peels and bitters and a dash of maple syrup. I call it His Honeybear Smile.”

Matt’s belly rumbled. Hearing ordinary talk helped. It really did. It turned the car ride from a life-or-death pursuit into something closer to a vacation outing. Like it was a perfectly normal thing for him and his brother and his sister-in-law and a midwife to go cruising up the highway.

“More, please. Say more. Take the edge off the fear. Without my bear, I’m having trouble regulating myself. It’s like my mind is spinning.”

Allison bit her lip. She glanced back at Michael and caught the bear’s eye.

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